Sunday marked my first trip to the San Francisco’s gay pride parade, where the themes of God, sex and family were on rainbow display, marching down Market Street. Joelle and I were there to follow the march of an Episcopalian parish from the area, St. John’s of the Mission, whose priest is a gay man. The Episcopalians were in good company - in the stretch where we congregated, the people of faith were lining up [see entire entry...]

Tomato pickers in Immokalee, Florida are paid roughly 45 cents for every 32 pound bucket they pick. On average, they earn about $10,000 per year. A few miles down the road in Ave Maria, on land once farmed for tomatoes, you can buy a house with a swimming pool for nearly $500,000.
 
When I ask Pascual, a migrant worker in Immokalee, if [see entire entry...]

In a night I go through a lot of headlines, these days they are mostly around religion. It’s a fascination, really, more than an obsessions. My favorite thing to do (yes I’m confessing) is to sit at home on a Saturday (like tonight ) and catch-up on the week’s unturned stone features, the quirky, the often unnoticed links that pop-up in my google alerts, yahoo alerts and NY Times News Tracker. Today’s NY Times [see entire entry...]

7 a.m. on a Saturday morning is early enough that the regular entrance to my local Walgreen’s isn’t open yet. Instead, you have to walk through the exit door, passing the security guard on your way in so he can keep track of who is in the store.
Fine, no big deal. I just wanted to grab some cat food and get on with my day. But the security guard needed to know something first. [see entire entry...]

It is t-minus five days after Easter, yet the Easter Bunny lives on inside my refrigerator.
She is a cheerful Victorian-era critter wearing a flowered dress who enjoys doing any number of normally human activities; pushing a pram full of eggs, playing ball with other bunnies, or even playing the trumpet. I know that her likeness graces an individually wrapped square of particularly sweet dark chocolate, but I can’t take my eyes off of the bunny.
This [see entire entry...]